MasukVesper POV
He leans a little closer, voice dropping again, this time almost conspiratorial. “You know, if you and Ghost don’t finish your little week, I’m technically in the clear.”
“Oh?”
“Club rules,” he says with a shrug. “Until he seals the deal officially, it’s fair game. And I happen to be very, very good at stealing what other people think they own.”
Vesper POVGhost’s hands slide along my thighs, dragging me closer, grounding me with his touch while I work at his belt. I want this to feel like more than sex, I want to give something back, to make him smirk that arrogant grin and forget all the weight he carries for five fucking minutes. I tug the leather free, moving for his button, his nails tracing down my back just sharp enough to make me shiver. I’ve barely got his button undone when the sound of a car cuts through the quiet.I freeze already knowing what that means.“Red.”I’m off him before he can grab me, sprinting for the door. Ghost curses behind me, but I don’t stop. Outside, the car rolls to a halt. My chest tightens as Red steps out beside him. Finally.I stride straight toward them. “I’m stealing her,&rdq
Ghost POVI wake with Vesper still wrapped around me, her body tight against mine, my cock still buried deep inside her. At some point in the night I gave up trying to keep fucking her. I was too exhausted to finish, so I just held her and let sleep take me. She’s still here, still clinging to me like her body doesn’t know how to let go even in sleep.My eyes drift over her. The bruises at her hips where I gripped her too hard are already blooming, dark marks on pale skin. She’ll glare at me later, but fuck, she’s beautiful like this. Hair a mess, makeup gone, her face soft instead of guarded.She looks real. I love her real more than anything else. Yeah, I get off on her polished up too, when she’s in a dress and heels, all perfect. But I love her in leather just as much, thighs gripping a bike, fire in her eyes like she owns the r
Sometime In The FutureVesper POVThe blade clicks open, then snaps shut again in my hand. Over and over. It keeps my focus steady while Ghost sits across from me glaring like I’ve just burned down his fucking bike. Maybe it’s because I’ve got a knife in my hand, maybe it’s because I made him call Red. Either way, his eyes are locked on me, and I can feel the weight of his irritation.My plan had been simple. I take his phone, I call Red, I talk. Instead, it was Knox on the other end, and that ruined everything. I wanted my sister, not her biker. And Ghost? He’s acting like I’d declared war.“You just cause trouble, Little Trigger,” he mutters, voice low.I snap the blade closed. “How?”“You fucking said she’s pregnant.” His glare sharpens like it could slice through me.My head shakes. “I did not.”
Ghost POVI keep her pinned for a good twenty minutes, my cock still buried in her, before I finally let her go. I’m fucking her again tonight. She doesn’t get a choice in that. For now, though, I’ve got to brace myself for church.I walk out, nod at Knox and Echo, then head straight into the room. No hesitation. I drop into my chair, waiting while everyone else filters in and takes their seats. I can already feel the weight of what I’m about to say pressing down, but fuck it. No sense hiding.“So,” I start, leaning forward on my elbows. “I’ve got an admission to make. I’ve been fucking Vesper without protection.”Echo’s head thumps against the table. Once. Twice. Then again, harder, like he’s trying to drive his own skull into the wood. “I swear to everything unholy and wrappe
Vesper POVThe guys catcall and laugh as he carries me straight through the bar and down the hall. He ignores them all, his focus fixed only on me.“Put me down,” I mutter, though my heart’s pounding far too fast for the words to sound convincing.“No chance,” he says, his mouth brushing my ear as he kicks open the door to our room. “You walk around in that short red dress, looking like temptation itself, and you expect me to let you stay out there where anyone can look? Fuck no. That’s mine.”The door slams shut behind us. He carries me across the room and drops me onto the bed with a roughness that makes my breath catch. His eyes trail over me, the red fabric riding high up my thighs.“You know what I see when I look at you in this?” he asks, tugging the hem higher, his voice low and d
Vesper POVI know what his plan is, and I’m not about to stand here and let him take back control. The moment I pull up at the club, heads turn, and eyes follow me as I climb off my bike. Yeah, I probably look like hell. I need to wash the blood off.Red is the first to reach me. She rushes across the lot and grabs me, her eyes wide.“He’s fine,” I say before she can even speak. “A little hurt, bleeding, but nothing fatal.” I push past her and head inside. She follows anyway.“Are you okay?” she asks.I don’t answer. My mind is on fire, too full of everything. I go straight to my room, strip down, and step under the shower. The water is hot enough to sting, but it doesn’t ease the weight pressing down on me.Red doesn’t leave. She stands against the doorframe, waitin







